The Largeness of Farm Animals


The sheep post yesterday has put me in a mind to discuss a further aspect of farm animals, purely from a non-farm girl perspective.  Cows are big.  And you don’t really realize that until you are face to face with one, or surrounded by a traveling pack of them in your subcompact car on an astonishingly narrow Irish road.  If one of these bovines had decided to take a sit down on our hood, it would have been all over for the poor little car.  😉  Luckily, greener pastures were calling, and their hooves kept on moving.

Moral of the story?  If you run into a farm animal today, take a picture.  Start a blog.  You never know.  haha  Slainte, Lisa

P.S.  For those of you on the edge of their seats to hear how the sheep contest turned out, the climbing sheep of Carrantuohill and the grazing sheep of Dingle are in a dead heat tie.  Please vote to put an end to this madness once and for all!


Wind on the Haystacks

“There’s no need to fear the wind if your haystacks are tied down.”  -Irish proverb

Photo by Patricia Edwards in County Clare, 1958.


After piling the dried hay into 7 to 8 foot stacks, hayropes would be tied down over them.  At the end of the ropes were heavy stones to hold the haystacks down in the wind.  You can only imagine what would happen if they were not tied down…hay lost, much hard work and sweat gone to waste, and no food for livestock.

This got me thinking about my life…is it tied down?  Am I blowing crazily in the wind, or am I secured to the rock?  “The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.”  (Psalm 18:2)  Sometimes life gets crazy, and winds are howling, and it feels like you’re going to blow away.  But the Rock that is stronger than me will hold me down and keep me together in my “haystack.”    Slainte, Lisa

Women helping to create haystacks